#pobiz

I’ve got a mug of mocha and #pobiz to work on. #365feministselfie https://www.instagram.com/p/BpS9i0PnxRL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qooi2kk73bte

I sat down at this table to get one thing done — just one because I am tired — but now many things are done. I feel good, also more tired. #pobiz #365feministselfie https://www.instagram.com/p/BnC9wefF75z/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1uup2ezmg6ylr

Today was Day 1 of writing crap. I wrote in my notebook, as well as in my super secret blog account. That’s always been the toughest part for me after a long hiatus – breaking that hideous blank page with any form of text. I did it. It didn’t kill me. I will show up. I will write crap, and someday my writing muse will show up too and see I am ready to work.  I suspect my published books & their subsequent promotion of causing this last drought. I felt a lot of pressure to get a book out, then another, and I even have a third in manuscript form. I had trouble getting off the book track. I want to go back to writing individual poems with no subconscious thought on how they will fit a book theme. I want to go back to deep play in my work. I want to forget about Po-Biz. Recall my innocence (is that even possible?) and write poems because I love to write poems. 

Rainer Maria Rilke (1903) Letters to a Young Poet